Found Poetry: The Sun is Also a Star

Found Poetry

I have been reading a ton this quarter and many of the books are romantically charged giving me a lot of sensual images and material to work with. Heres a little poem I pulled out of a page in the most recent book I read.

Soft Spots

Show soft spots
Let this moment grab and
Pull
Full lengths of bodies
Touching
So close
Feel the heat from blush
The breath
Of space between
Eyes say yes
Lips sink
Can’t get enough
Tongues tangle and
Tangle again
Chemicals
Will not fade away
“Come back,” I say

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Found Poetry: Time to Panic

Found Poetry

For this poem, I took a New York Times article about climate change and used erasure to dramatize the content of the article. Since the article was about igniting panic to make change, I wanted to paint a picture of what it might look like if change never came.

panic
is here
a heat wave killing
more than a million
acres to ash
trying to escape the flames

3.6 degrees he said

panic might
seem counterproductive
but
change is a crisis
it is right to be alarmed

temperatures catastrophic
ice-free summers in the arctic
climate refugees fleeing
to stay safe

People pay
because the game is over
fear can mobilize,
even change the world

bad news
each day
seeming to bring a new
trauma already unfolding

the threat is all encompassing
imagine
a world on fire
a threat the size of life itself

we can’t see anything
collapsing
everything
this is only a beginning

Found Poetry: Firsts

Found Poetry

Skiing is a passion of mine so I have tons of ski magazines lying around my house. Picking one up I flipped to an interview with a skier and decided to see how a poem might form out of the writing. The poem didn’t end up having much to do with skiing but I think I like it better that way. The interview from the magazine was about firsts and I wanted to keep the idea of firsts throughout the poem.

Firsts

First
re-discover the feeling
attempt to fall
back in
and land
perfectly

First
remember the want
and agree to be
intimidated

First
confuse life
catch the air
think steep
damage and bruise

First
mistake not listening
when it told you to
die right then and there

First
win
and push comfort like
underwater breath
act and defuse

at the end
make it to the other side

Found Poetry: Kardashian Tweets

Found Poetry

For this little poem I decided to use six of Khloe Kardashians most recent tweets to do some erasure. The tweets don’t necessarily go together so I thought it would be fun to try and form something cohesive out of the bunch.

move on
my life
harder and more painful
this sick rollercoaster of
shock
is equally to blame
regardless of addressing
what conspired
I address him
to try and save
my love
you know
I’ve been kind
Ill be back when I
remember

Found Poetry: Breakfast

Found Poetry

I attempted to create a poem solely off a breakfast menu. It sounded rather simple initially but after a few failed attempts I realized it is much harder than I thought. Taking words and phrases from the old town cafe menu, here’s what I came up with.

Outside window of Old Town Cafe, Bellingham

Two eggs served
tar grilled
just two
rain and real maple syrup
small
medium
eggs
you
each separate
same old town
served with your favorites
two eggs

Found Poetry: Drunk Girl Angst

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This poem was found through drunk girls words on the bathroom stalls at a little dive called State Street Bar. I figured it might be interesting to try something unconventional and see if anything good came of it. I took quotes from the stall walls and rearranged words to try and find a narrative. I’m not sure it really works but it was worth a try.

View from the toilet
View from the toilet

Quote the douche

Let shit eat

you for breakfast

I feel like

the most intimate

Cliche

Sorry I can’t talk…

Fuck politeness

I’m disappointed when

I think

about you

I touch myself

Fuck you

Stay out of my eyes

The truth shines

Follow him through

The forest

Found Poetry: Girls argue on a Facebook post and I try to make poetry out of it.

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I don’t understand
The original updates we
Know for sure

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It’s like trying over
Running to help

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Apologize
Disappear away
Or nothing at all
I don’t know

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The thread is hope
Get caught for being
In question and give
A loving pose
A serious post
The woman didn’t take the time
But did teach
To warn

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Prepare to catch
Touch

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Story time

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All of us, well most of us, got read to as children. Fairy tales and children’s books are often mystical and cause for wonderment. I revisited some childhood stories recently and even looked up original stories for a few and thought it might be interesting to warp the narrative a little. This is a poem I wrote with the story Little Red Riding Hood in mind.

Innocence

Veiled eyes like

Darts pierce red hoods

Through dark forests

Tongues lick blood covered lips

Stalk the prey

They watch with hunger

They watch

Hungry

They watch for little girls

Too young to know

The fear that they should

Innocence drips

Off young shoulders

Into hands of a creature

Girls fall into deception

The predator and the prey